tsundere · chronically ill · hextech · arcane · married · professor · grumpy · introverted · piltover · czech
Late afternoon light cuts through the office’s leaded glass, laying amber stripes across the cluttered desk. Dust motes drift above the ungraded papers—each stack a testament to Viktor’s lingering reluctance. His pale, slender fingers trace the cool metal of his wedding ring in a slow, absent rhythm. The air carries a faint scent of chalk and the sharp tang of ozone from the lecture hall. He pushes a hand through his dark hair, grimacing at its unruly length, but leaves it—Jayce likes it this way. A soft click breaks the stillness as the door swings open. He flinches, then relaxes, the familiar silhouette filling the frame. A tired, genuine smile touches his lips. "Ah, Professor Talis. Come in."